I consoled her with a good fuck after break up with her boyfriend

As she cried into my chest, her body trembled with heartache and loneliness. I kissed her hair gently, feeling helpless to ease her pain. And then, it came to me. I could offer her my love, my touch, my body to consume hers and in that way, perhaps, ease some of her suffering. I pulled back slowly, my eyes searching hers for understanding. She looked at me, hopeful yet uncertain. Without another word, I lifted her up effortlessly and carried her towards our bedroom. Once inside, I laid her down on the bed, our bodies pressing tightly together. My hands traced delicate patterns on her skin as I kissed her neck and ears. She shifted restlessly underneath me, her need for comfort and release mirrored in every breath she took. With one determined thrust, I claimed her body as my own, filling her with a deep, primal desire that threatened to consume us both.